A musician, A BBW, and a love story that will leave you wanting to know more.
After coming out of a relationship that was dead in the water for quite some time, I was anxious to be single again. Even if it were only for a night to be in the arms of a woman who found me attractive again would have meant the world to me. I knew I wanted to go out dancing at the Butterfly Lounge that night. I am a recording artist who had just gotten signed to a small deal at Universal, and my partner and I were reviewing film from the past years worth of shows on youtube. Suddenly there she was.... that gorgeous smile. I recognized her immediately. I yelled “go back. There! Right there who is that?” My partner informed me of her name; I eagerly responded, “I remember her from one of my shows. That’s who I want to go out with. How do I meet her?” My partner mentioned she was a friend and had her number. He said he’d give her a call. Minutes later; he came back inside, and told me I could text her.
I waited as long as I could (possibly 3 and one half minutes) and text messaged her, the only thing I could think of (from the moment I had seen her on the video clip), “Can I kidnap you sometime?” All I wanted to do was find somewhere we could go and be alone. Be alone for what? I had no clue; talk, hold hands, kiss perhaps. What to do is the kind of the only thing you think of once you see her; and “how can I spend more time in her presence?”
That night the fellas and I went out. We showed up to the club in our usual star studded fashion. This being my first time out since the break-up, my first 15 minutes at the club were filled with fans and friends saying the usual post break up solaces, sex offers, and other condolences; bittersweet I suppose. It was eighties night, as I pan the room, through an endless supply of tube socks and flat-tops, I saw her. There she was; smiling that smile and being greeted by everyone. She commanded the attention of everyone in the bar area, she broke the men’s hearts and instantly inspired women. She had colored contacts, short hair, sexy skirt, high heels, and a swag that rivaled Barrymore and Jolie with a fun Diaz element to her but her curves; her curves all her own. I was stunned. I remembered her being sexy, but my God this was downright ridiculous (gorgeous). So I approached; we talked, danced, and laughed. I asked her to step outside with me for a minute but everywhere we went there was someone bidding for our attention. Finally we went to her car and sat down. She told me all about how she was on a reality show called “More to Love”, and that she’s a TV and stadium producer. She’s famous; kind of a big deal. So we stepped out of her car and she pressed herself to me, an embrace I had been longing to feel for well over a year. We kissed. But not the peck on the cheek I had become accustomed to, no it was engaging, and passionate. We decided that we didn’t want to be apart, not yet, so we gave my keys to my friends and let them drive my car home; tonight I could go wherever love may lead.
As she went to lock her door, her high heels caught and she fell to her knees before I could catch her. When she looked up at me she was embarrassed, hurt and ashamed. Her eyes told me everything. How she was a lil nervous around me as well, and how she wanted me to think her perfect, and now she feared I no longer saw her that way. She was wrong. She had had just taken everything up a notch; perfectly imperfect. As I helped her up, I fell in love. My instincts kicked in and I immediately dropped down to one knee to take a look at her scratched up knee. We went back to her house that night. After I cleaned up the scratches on her knee, we lay in her bed and just talked till the morning. When we did go to sleep she slept in my arms; safe, warm and secure.
We talked a few times throughout the week and I asked her out on another date. I took her to the beach by LAX. It was here my mom used to bring me as a child and became one of my favorite places to go and just be with myself. I told her of the legend of the mysterious green flash that happens as the last bit of the sun disappears behind the horizon of the ocean. So we stood on the sand alone waiting, and I decided what better time to test her spontaneity. I took out my phone and played Maxwell’s “Whenever, Wherever, Whatever”. We danced at sunset. I didn’t know how all this happened or what I did to deserve it, or even how long it would last, but I knew I didn’t want it to end. We kissed right there at sunset, and I vowed to kiss her every time we see one together.
To make sure I’d remember all this, if all this were to come to an end, or if it lasted forever, I made video clips on my phone. There was no green flash over the water, so now she had an idea, “Let’s go to the Observatory”. I’d always wanted to go just never had the chance. We stopped for peppermint mochas at starbucks, and up we went. It was freezing, but literally a completely different view of the place I had grown up practically my whole life. It was beautiful. We explored every nook and cranny, and when we went outside; she lit up the city skyline. We saw planets through a telescope, and as she stood there smiling. I could see the fireworks Disneyland sets off every night in the distance. Words cannot describe how I felt.
Time went on, we met family and friends. We had some good times and some bad ones as well, but I still felt the same way. It’s time I show her I want her for my own. I put together an elaborate plan and took her on the date that changed everything for good.
It started when I picked her up, and went to BJ’s for pizza. We left BJ’s a little late, so we hustled to the Downtown Disney parking lot just in time to see the fireworks, up close this time. As she stared gazing at the lights in the sky, I opened my trunk, and grabbed some glow-stick jewelry. We both wore ridiculous glow light earrings and necklaces. I knew it would be cold, so I bought some gloves and scarves earlier that day. I pulled out a ring-pop got down on one knee and asked her if she’d go steady with me. We walked around and in Disney’s lit Garden and then she finally needed some clarification. “What does steady mean exactly? What does it entail?” I told her I wanted to be her boyfriend. She smiled and said, “Yes, I’d like that.
Even more time went on and now we were inseparable. We had gone to a San Diego BBW Bash, and just finished the Vegas BBW Bash. Everyone I know was asking me about marriage, something I had already been contemplating. I decided I would do it…. and soon.
After tons of ring shopping, I found the ring that had all her favorite characteristics. This time it was no ring-pop. I put a down on it and gave it to my best friend for safe keeping. I also decided that if I were going to do this I should do it right, I went to her mothers house and asked permission from the family, all the while going on as if nothing was changing in our lives. Finally the day had come. It was not only Cher Rues birthday, not only the intimate musical performance I had been longing for, not only was this the first show my Grandmother, and all my girls family would be at, forget the fact that I debuted a new song dedicated to my Grandmother….When all this was finished I still had to propose.
Well the performance went off with out a hitch and it was time. I spoke to the crowd about the wonderful people in attendance that night. And how among them was one very special lady. Then I called her up on stage and spoke all about her being on the reality show, and getting sent home the 1st week. Then I began to speak on why (which to me was simple) she was sent home the first week. The bachelor, on that show, never could win her heart. Every failed relationship, every online dating service that didn’t yield results, every time we’d been stood up, every lost loved one, every performance I had done (be it good or bad), every experience, every choice either of us had ever had, all lead to this moment. God had prepared, groomed both of us… for each other. All of the good things were just so we could be in a happy place in our lives when we did meet; all the bad things were so that we could recognize and appreciate the gift he is giving us. There are no mistakes. Then I assured her that all that pain and rejection she had felt is over. She had made it through the storm and now is going to get all the sunshine she could ever ask for. I gestured for my best friend, I dropped to one knee on the stage in front of God and an audience filled with friends, family, fans, and strangers. “Will you marry me?” My heart was pounding, she was crying and hesitated for what felt like 30 seconds (but after watching the video maybe a really long 4), then she nodded and whispered “yes."
Now we are engaged to be wed on April 21, 2012. And I couldn’t be happier.
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